We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust our sails.(Bertha Calloway [?])

Friday, October 10, 2003

One of the joys of having a grown child...

... One of the joys of having an adult child or mostly adult child, is that when a problem is pointed out they come up with solutions- real ones- and take care of things. In this case, I am talking about the imminent strike of the UFCW set for Saturday and our weekly grocery shopping.

While he is working through the general education requirements for his degree, my son's employer is one of the local grocery stores. The store is a union shop, and everyone knows his family. We cannot cross the picket lines (in either of the two local competing stores) without some repercussions for him. There are no *"approved" stores close by *(approved list). He knew he couldn't cross the lines, but he didn't think about the family crossing the picket lines.

My son's solution? He would grocery today if I made the list. And he did. The real problem will arise next week, if they are still on strike. But we will figure out what to do when the time comes.

He is still recovering from the motorcycle accident with a couple of more weeks to go before he is released for work, and so will not be working the picket lines, but his friends and coworkers will be.
For more on the strike, see Corner of Babble